Simone - Thomas Dolby

A dustbowl spread across the prairies

The runway shimmered in the haze

A toothbrush, paperback, and bug spray

The sunrise flickered on her face

The seatbelt sign…

Simone, he knows you’re gone

And all that’s left is heartache

And all his cool is blown

Simone

You’re like a time bomb in his blood tonight

The Airbus touches down in Cuba

Her iPod is looping Gypsy Kings

The tradewinds lash the Caribbean

Umbrella twizzles in her drink

September skies of Havana rum

God, what have I done?

Simone, he knows you’re gone

And all that’s left is heartache

And all his cool is blown

Simone, move on, let go

Hey all you took’s the car keys

Not half of what he owns

Simone

God tried to fax you but there was no dial tone

Then a flare went off inside her head

Like an inch of pure magnesium

With a heat to thaw his frozen heart

And a spark to light his beacon

And she could feel this time he’d make her whole

She believed she’d soon be swooning again

Ballooning again

But autumn smeared Ohio crimson

The freeway shivered like a veil

And winter blew in from Lake Erie

She glimpsed him as the vial fell

Remembering

Ah, we tamed the winds

You were Simon then…

Simone, he knows you’re gone

And all that’s left is heartache

And all your cool is blown

Simone

You’re like a time bomb in his blood tonight

Ooh, Simone…